Whenever I am inside the Sukhothai, I pray I have clean underwear on. It just seems so terribly prim and proper, but in a very inspirational sort of way.
I have dined a couple of times at their Celadon Restaurant. It serves great Thai, the standard is consistently high and the service impeccable.
But despite Sukhothais' super prim and pristine image, my memories of it are always very fun. The very accommodating staff once helped us turned a function room into a dining space for a 40th birthday celebration. 10 crazies turned up in Thai costumes of different interpretations cos the theme was Amazing Thailand. The staff didn't bat an eyelid. In fact, we observed that each course of the dinner was handled by different waiters and waitresses who must have heard what was going on.
On another occasion, again for a birthday, they arranged a separate wing for us with its own beautiful garden (they were warned that 8 hyenas would be running amok in Indian saris, regardless of their sexes). The dinner was to start at 8pm but we turned up at 10pm due to some wardrobe malfunction and still, the staff were impossibly sweet. And the dinner most divine.
We also stayed at this oasis of calm for a hen party of another. We hired a male stripper for the unsuspecting bride-to-be and begged for jam from room service. She has never looked at jam the same way since.
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